Night 49: M81-M90 Hallway

[sheepwood]

[M85]All right! One pair of sweats and two pairs of underpants later, and Guybrush had an ingenious way to carry everything he needed. "Just one more thing," he said to himself as he wrapped the pants-sash over his shoulder like a beauty pageant winner. Grabbing his beloved shovel, he carefully slid the long handle through the loops provided by

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[heraldric]

Keman had been taken. Leon didn't even know what to do. It seemed impossible to rescue people before they were experimented on. The incident with Ashton came to mind. This was infuriating.

Leon peered out his door cautiously, taking in anyone who might already be in the hall. Perhaps it wasn't the best of ideas, and perhaps he should just be resting in his room for the night he has free, but... he just can't get himself to do it. It seemed like such a waste of time, especially when Keman could be having who-knew-what done to him at that moment. There had to be something he could do.

Claude might scold him for this - or he might not. Who knew? Either way, he thought he'd try checking in with Haseo and the others instead, just long enough to let them know he was all right. (And possibly to ask for their help finding Keman...)

He'd thrown on one of his doctor's coats, then grabbed a pillowcase, his radio, his journal, and his flashlight. That was about as ready as he was getting. Now it was time to run to the room Haseo has said was his.

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